Archive for July, 2008

Window dressing

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

Tonight, as dusk fell, I drew the curtains in the front room - along a pole. This is a major achievement since for the past many months any bedroom privacy was by virtue of trapped fabric held in place by slamming the windows closed. No longer. I am rightfully proud of the shiny new pole [...]

Lessons in life #57

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008

No matter how late you are for the last bus home it is still ill advised to run whilst suffering with sore bosoms.

Lessons in life #72

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

Take antihistamine; stop sneezing.

Priorities

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

GadgetDaf has a shiny new iPhone.
He is more excited by this than the fact he’s just bought his first house.
[update: Does it change anything that the only video he currently has on it is a five minute film of him folk dancing as he needs to remember it before the Eisteddfod next month?]

Works every time

Monday, July 28th, 2008

Excuse me madam, do you shop here regularly?
Hello, I see you are trying to sell me dental insurance. I feel I should draw your attention to the fact that one of my hobbies is keeping salespeople talking for as long as possible then walk away, leaving them disappointed, empty-handed and having wasted half an hour [...]

On weather

Monday, July 28th, 2008

Behold, for after many days of labouring with hot, stickiness there will be a great crashing of clouds. Heavens will be split open by streaks of blue light. The birds will go quiet, rain will descend and there shall be an immense noisy crashiness from the sky.
We. Have. A. Storm.

One hour

Monday, July 28th, 2008

In one hour I will turn off the switches and close the windows.
In one hour I will lock the doors and leave this house for the very last time.
It won’t make me sad.

Apropos of nothing

Monday, July 28th, 2008

The marjoram is in flower.

Inconsistencies

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

I love dogs with jowls; I hate dogs that drool.

On sorting

Monday, July 21st, 2008

It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t for all the sneezing.
Although I have found an old leather satchel, circa 1987, that my brother took to big school. I quite fancy that as my retro workbag.

from the Dragon’s mouth